1. |
truth
01:14
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beneath the garden a sign
well buried between the tram lines
a mega-tunnel of fire and of light
beneath the growl of a lion
my hand is a dribbled pamphlet
so sorry it was a solitary crime
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2. |
Labrador
02:00
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Doing the questions
favours cloned
do it a pension
truth be told
two to the scent of signs un-planned, erase them
Know the wisdom passively solitaire
Know the wisdom panneling off and I
pose a fake file
From the waist down culling a dog an angel
Papa corageous
consternate
culling the angels
find my weight
Pasadena
quality overview
No one ages
no one's enough for you
til the age runneth
Pasadena
sat in a chair to brood
Suss the query
that I have asked of you
til the age runneth
do it a pension
find my friend
culling the angels
save them well because upon a canoe crystals broke shatter a million times
savour the shards as they melt, your throat is a soft disguise
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3. |
Did you know?
01:32
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glossolalia :(
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4. |
cape of Rome
01:37
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try to delete the lion's eye
and you can dissect the sigh
trying to reach and fire up a rice-cake in color prowl
reaching a dirty patio you groove right alive inside
choosing a secret throw-champ to throw you above the plast
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5. |
Yeah
02:03
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Yeah...
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6. |
Unhealthy Contract
02:37
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i've got to go lie down
cause i signed
now, feel my pen bow
i get up in my mind
feel my body
doesn't care about
the things that I know I need, like a bat and a glove to play the league, stand on my feet
home run
turn and smile at the crowd
laugh aloud
I feel it inside me
it's a snowy slice of mountain
i look at the monkeys,
they are funny
and i love them
the monkeys i hold when hit by a bat from
out of this world, i tremble and drop
them all
turn and smile it's your turn
laugh and swirl
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7. |
star hug mode
01:43
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know and share alone
aware, so self-aware
every conversation floats above and starts to turn round
upside down i chase it and turn a corner
take off my shoes
feel the carpet
hey, i know you're you
a calm membrane of gold
please don't be afraid if it envelops your control hub
then the street you live in and every building
torn from its place
floating upward
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8. |
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what's in a foreigner (a matter of two)
dilate the memory
pummel up my foot
history and childhood
pile up the centepedes
pass the time anew
take a nap entirely
crawling i am seventeen
cornering the soot
delay the sweeping til its root flowers
smiling at a pelican
smiling at the roof
you are the welcomer of knife dulling
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